Luyện nghe bài hát Murder, Murder, Murder

[Monoxide
I plan my escape.
Nothin on papes and live the scene a trace.
I'm dead in her face.
But she see me Im unoticed.
I head to her window for better focus.
Pokus!
I see the door serve light, I let in.
Head of room with plans of murder and mayhem.
There she go, there that lay.
Livin on this to my dismay.
TO PAY!
Palms are sweaty im to vomit.
I grabbed the knife outta my and jab it in her stomach.
Again and again, now she's screamin I care.
But I could a fuck less before she dies I grab her by her blood
hair.
And tell her shits be allright on my end.
Im glad it this way, back in my daughters life again.
it a shame?
That it to this.
Life goes on except for one bitch.
Aint it

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Murder Murder Murder. You heard of it.
redrum in reverse. in the hurse.
Now lifes goin because we wanted you to die.
Time to your ass goodbye!
ask why.

[Jamie
It was Tuesday 24, 97.
Time on the 1:11.
Thinkin bout sendin to heaven.
On the crossroads of faith of a soul in my hands.
I suppose, know im wearin clothes.
on the sidestreet.
out the scenary.
Make sure aint nobody me.
As I move to the of the stolen car.
Up to the back door the crowbar.
So far the fullproof.
All the phone booth.
Got the machine.
on the scene.
Kick in the backdoor,
for the family dog, thor!
Kicked him in jaw the workboots.
a couple teeth loose.
Smacked him in the mouth with my empty duce.
I smile!
Break his and watch him piss on kitchen tile.
Never liked him the day he try to play me foul.
Tried to bite me, stab a knife in his head.
So for that mans best friend.
Im all up in the place in the bedroom masterbatin.
Cumin on the sheets and cases.
Fuck bitch, shes just a kunt.
And her nothin but a slut.
wait to seal her mouth shut.
2:30 she home from work.
blouse, tight shirt.
attire.
For hooker for hire.
Throw the on the table said baby are you home.
expect Bones.
alone.
And shes for the telephone, to call the police.
Strangled the cord, now deceased.
In a of a suffication.
fucked up for demonstration.
Let em till I know im faces.
Now shes in the closet.
out with all the winter clothes.
In the struggle a bloody nose.
But im though.
As I to the bathroom to wash my hands.
Its all of the plan.
think you understand, SEE!

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